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Oh, let's pay the bill...I'll do it...

The five of them ate and chatted until the waiter came to remind them that they realized that it was late.

Chen Xiaoer didn't move as usual, Liang Zuo stood still slightly, Feng Trousers and Zhao Baogang paid the bill sincerely, but it was originally Xu Fei's invitation, and he would not let others pay the bill.

After paying the bill, he came back and said, What's the matter, are you leaving?

I can't finish it! Feng smashed his pants and his mouth, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

Yeah, I can't finish it. Zhao Baogang nodded.

Hey, I can do whatever I want! Chen Xiaoer stroked his bald head.

It's okay. Liang Zuo said.

Then, come to our house and have an evening chat around the fire today. If you don't have fun, you won't break up.

Saying that, the five people went out, and there were no people in the corridor two, and there were no street lights, it was dark. They rode bicycles to Baihua Hutong.

Xu Fei took a step back, walked side by side with Chen Xiaoer, and asked in a low voice: I said, Teacher Liang is not very satisfied, he has not said anything.

If he's really unhappy, he won't turn tables with you. Some people make friends quickly, while others take a long time. This person has to take his time.

Fine.

He nodded, thinking about it.

In the depths of flowers, in a single courtyard, Xu Fei turned on the light, and the two red lanterns reflected the old wooden door, and the copper bells from hundreds of years ago jingled.

You can do it! The real person doesn't show his face, he knows how to play!

Chen Xiaoer raised his thumb, and when the door opened, he raised his foot and stepped in first, then shivered.

Wow!

Meow!

Hey, I'll go!

He clutched his chest and shuddered, Why do you still have cats and dogs?

It's kind of fun... Pomegranates, gourds, go play and don't disturb us.

Wow woof! Aww...

The gourd continued to bark, but was cut off by the cat, and rolled away by himself.

Liang Zuo looked around, full of curiosity and interest, this Mr. Xu became more and more like a wonderful person.

Five people entered the dining room, and the stove was turned on. Zhao Baogang took out the paper bag that had been hidden for a long time, one serving of pork head meat, one serving of fried peanuts, and one serving of chicken offal.

Xu Fei opened another bottle of wine, cut two apples, and used it as a pastime after dinner.

Soon the fire was burning red, and the room was warmed up, and the five of them continued to chat about the topic just now.

Currently in the literary and art circles in the mainland, the books are basically adapted from novels, and there are few independent creations. But Hong Kong is just the opposite. They are commercialized and the market is relatively mature. No one watches serious and serious films, so how to entertain them.

There are two types of screenwriters over there. One is apprentices, who do not have the right to create scripts. They mainly provide jokes.

The other is called Kaixifufu, who can tell a complete story with high quality and high status.

Hong Kong's cultural soil is not good, and the threshold is low. Anyone can write scripts, and screenwriters are not valued. The ones that really work are those big stars and big directors. They come up with an idea and find someone to perfect it.

At first, it may be just a sentence, an idea, and it is abruptly saved into a movie. The person who does this work is called Duqiao, and the bridge means idea, which is the jargon of the troupe.

The most awesome one is called Bridge King, the good idea is called Good Bridge, and the bad idea is called Shit Bridge... I also heard people say it!

Xu Fei added one last sentence, saying: Anyway, since I came into contact with film and television dramas, I deeply feel that our independent creative ability is too poor, and today is also fate. Several talents have gathered together. If there is interest, we will create a framework.

And Mr. Liang, if you think our drama can be filmed, I will trouble you to write a script for it.

Googling!

The water in the big pot was boiling, and hot air was constantly spraying out. The small wine is hot and comfortable, the pork head meat is tender and tender, and the peanuts are fragrant and crispy.

Fresh! Who knows what's going on in Hong Kong these days?

Feng trousers rubbed his thighs all the time, I didn't care much at first, but after hearing what you said, I got addicted to it, well, count me in!

Count me in too! Zhao Baogang said immediately.

Chen Xiaoer was interested, but he still hesitated, I'm busy, so I'll take a look when I have time, just take a look.

...

Liang Zuo pushed his glasses and said, What frame, do you want to think about the characters first, or the story first?

Characters, sitcom characters are the most important, let me start first...

Xu Fei paused, and said: It's not easy to cut in without beginning and end. Let's start from the age group, and there must be four generations of the old, the middle and the young. Let's talk about the old first. There can't be too many old ones. If there are too many to steal the show, a male One daughter is just right. It can't be a family, a family is meaningless, hey, how about a widower and a widow?

That's right! The widow also has a daughter, silly girl. Zhao Baogang said.

It's not good for a silly girl, you're being deliberate, how about your divorced daughter? Feng Trousers said.

Okay! A divorced person is more attractive than a divorced one.

Chen Xiaoer showed his bald head again, The old widower has a granddaughter who is in her early twenties, and her children work in other places. The granddaughter is beautiful, tall, with big eyes, she is, she is, a model!

Hey, good model!

Zhao Baogang patted his belly, I've never seen a model in a TV show!

Then there is a dramatic conflict...

Liang Zuohu, who listened attentively, said: Widowers are old traditions that have retired. If a granddaughter wants to be a model, there will inevitably be conflicts. If a widow's daughter wants to divorce, should others persuade her to make peace or persuade her to leave? This is another conflict.

Amazing! Over the past ten years of our reform and opening up, there are still people who say they would rather demolish ten temples than demolish a single marriage. Such people should be shot to death!

Xu Fei also gave a thumbs up, I think the careers of the two old people are more interesting. The old lady may have retired from literature and art. She hangs her throat every morning. She used to be a militiaman and has a strong body.

The militiamen explained that they have practiced before. When necessary, they will catch criminals by surprise and bravely. This is the burden!

Chen Xiaoer thought about it, The old man is a very good adjustment. It's a special show, but the protagonist has to be on the young man.

That's right. The audience prefers to watch young people as the main characters. Feng Pants said.

Middle-aged, middle-aged, with a family and a job, and a stable life, can be set as a cultural person. How about a Chinese teacher? He has high professional ability and talent, but he just can't share the house. A family of three is crowded in a courtyard and has his own share. The literati are sad. Xu Fei said.

My daughter-in-law is a canteen worker, she speaks quickly, she is good at housework, and lacks spiritual communication. Add a daughter, and you will have younger generations.

Liang Zuo thought for a while, and continued: A new colleague came to the school. She is a young girl who reads poetry and writes. She likes Whitman and Jane Austen. The teacher was distracted and felt that he had found a spiritual partner. However, the girl loves money and is A post-modernist relationship...

Haha, absolutely! Absolutely!

Zhao Baogang stood up all of a sudden and burst out laughing.

Besides, you can write about a foreign couple, open a small shop or something, which can enrich the content.

Chen Xiaoer counted with his fingers, The widow brings a daughter, the widower brings a granddaughter, three teachers, two foreign couples, that's nine, it's enough to be a regular actor, it depends on what happens to the protagonist.

Xu Fei thought about it: I don't think the protagonist should be too young, a little bit older, like twenty-eight or nineteen years old, unemployed, but not a gangster, has his own pursuit, what to pursue...

Art. Liang Zuo said.

Hey, yes, the contrast is stronger this way. Xu Fei said.

But he doesn't have a job, what does he do for a living? Feng Pants asked.

Well……

Zhao Baogang rolled his eyes, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, Sell pirated tapes!

Ha ha ha ha!

You are even worse!

well!

Xu Fei got up with a smile, picked up the second jug of water, and refilled bowl by bowl.

The rising heat filled the table in an instant, white and wet, and everyone's face was smeared with a layer of water foam.

A warm feeling gushed out from several people, from scratch, from existence to meticulousness, as if watching a thing slowly take shape in their own hands.

This kind of ideological collision is a very advanced kind of spiritual enjoyment. It's not like I had a good meal today, earned two hundred dollars, and a date with a girl can be compared.

Ah……

Liang Zuo also finally smiled, showing his ugly teeth, I've accepted the script.

(Chapter 54 was updated last month, but it was actually chapter 55, and one chapter was locked in. This is the most month I have ever had, and the cute master still has eight chapters to add. Well, I will make up one by one. There will be more tonight...)